A Tale of Two Slayers
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"Willow, c'mon baby time to wake up," Kennedy said shaking her girlfriend.
Willow only reluctantly joined the awake and aware as she had been in the middle of an amazing erotic dream. The Slayers were all sparing and keeping score by stripping. Kennedy had been the first one eliminated and spent the rest of the fight with her face buried in between Willow's legs.
"Wha d'ya want?" she asked sleepily.
"Buffy decided she wanted you to hang around during our sparing today."
"Really? Why?"
"I don't know. Because you're best friends?"
The red headed with realized that it was a little odd that such good friends needed an excuse to hang out with each other. "I'll be right down."
When she arrived the entire group was standing there as though waiting for her. In fact Buffy began as soon as she shut the door.
"I've got a great new training regime that just came to me last night. Strip sparring. Each point is one article of clothing removed. I figure no shoes so no stepping on each others feet to cheat. Socks count as one piece of clothing. You're naked you're eliminated and then find a new sparring partner."
More amazing than to Willow than Buffy suggesting this was the matter of fact way all the new Slayers took it.
Willow had the sudden image of Buffy stripping off her shirt and bra and was amazed to see Buffy do just that.
"Whatcha doin' B?" The two senior slayers didn't take part in the junior Slayers training, acting instead as teachers.
Buffy blinked. "It just seemed like the thing to do."
Willow took the chance to test what was happening. She visualized Faith speaking.
"Good point B, don't want the kiddies thinkin' we got them doing stuff we aren't wiling to do," and she started stripping.
Now one of the more loud mouth Slayers, Rona. "So the losers get to freeze their asses off. What does the winner get?"
Willow nearly fainted and she sat down hard as the scene played out exactly as she visualized it.
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Page was taught that good habits were important. She set about engraining good habit in Willow from the beginning of her training. Page had given Willow detailed instructions about how her morning was to proceed. She was sleeping on the floor next to Page's bed. Willow's alarm went off at 5:45am and it had to be turned off within the first 10 seconds. She then had 15 minutes to complete her assigned tasks before Page woke at 6:00. She put her blanket and thin pad away, folded neatly, in...
The next day Willow was amazed how little of Page's skin was damaged. All of the angry redness was gone and only a few spots showed scratches or abrasions. One knee was skinned up, but that was the worst of it. Page herself seemed to be more tense and reflective but Willow dismissed that as exhaustion. Willow was wrong. There were important things on Page's mind. Willow got an idea that things would be different that day as soon as breakfast was over. Page had been instructing Willow on...
Page released Willow from the belt restraint and the ball gag. "Clean up this mess. Shower and then come find me. Present yourself like you think a slave should. You have two hours." Page left the room and went to fix a small bite to eat. Willow would eat later. Two hours and seven minutes later Willow found Page in a chair looking over blueprints of some kind. Willow stood by her chair and quietly coughed. "Ma'am? I am done ma'am." Page did not move for a minute then looked up and...
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She was lying on her stomach because the tight floor length hobble skirt would only allow her to bend her knees only a little. The leather skirt was open in the back leaving her ass exposed. An anal hook was embedded in her ass and was connected to a ball gag harness by a rope. The rope was adjusted so that Page's back had to be slightly bent backwards. To see what she was doing Page had to put most of her upper body weight on her breasts. Moving meant pulling herself along the floor an inch...
As the day of the Expo drew closer, Page felt the pressure to get everyone ready for the experience. There were clothes to buy, arrangements to make and preparing both Carl and Willow for what they would see. There was also a box game event to complete too. Page cut the cards and came up with a seven of hearts. The task outlined for that card involved a dildo. In one corner of the Play Room was a short stand about twenty four inches high. The dice roll told her she had to select a fairly...
Goddammit! She was going to be late for school again! One would think she could set an alarm and get the hell out of bed when it went off but Willow would slap it off and roll over for another few more minutes sleep. He hurried down the hall to her bedroom and threw open the door then slammed to a halt, the shout of “Get up!” stuck in his throat. His daughter was lying on her back, uncovered by blankets, as nude as the day she came into this world. Her eyes were closed in sleep so she didn’t...
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Carl held the small recorder in his hand as it played. Page and Willow knelt at his feet giving all of their attention to the description of the investigation and what the police knew or thought they knew. When the recording finished, Carl leaned back and said, "Well, it is clear that 'Master Carl' is not the focus of the inquiry." It had been made clear to Page and Willow that this discussion was operating on the "kneeling pad" principles. Page took advantage of that to ask, "Sir,...
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